"It does seem a bit familiar," Lin Haixin nodded.
Qin Yu turned his head to look at Old Sun and said with a smile, "Old Sun, now you should be able to tear off his fingers, don't treat him as a human, just think of him as a roast chicken."
Old Sun's mouth twitched incessantly. How could this be treated like a roast chicken?
"Are you capable or not? Are you even a man?" Seeing Old Sun cowering, Qin Yu said unhappily.
"Of course I'm a man!" Old Sun roared, grabbed Zhang Hao'an's hand, and yanked hard!
With a squelch, Zhang Hao'an's already cooked finger was pulled off!
"Ugh..." The principle that each finger is connected to the heart wasn't just for show. Zhang Hao'an's eyes rolled back and he fainted!
All disciples of the Shanyang Sect hung their heads; they felt a throbbing pain in their own fingers, as if they were the ones who had fingers torn off.
Old Sun breathed heavily, staring intently at the finger in his hand!
He did it! He finally did it! He had overcome his fear!
